Fantasy One: Samantha was a receptionist for another law firm in the building. She was my type – slim hipped with well shaped legs and ass, with sma...l breasts and supersensitive nipples. I used to love to slowly tongue-stroke her clit while touching her hardened nipples as lightly as possible – the climaxes she felt were shattering. One night, after an unusu-ally long session of this type, Sam turned the tables and rolled me on my back. At first, she simply tongued my cock and balls, but after. I looked at her taking in how she looked in those tight leggings and again stroked my cock which made her struggle more. I grabbed one wrist and cuffed it then slapped her face hard and forced her wrists behind her and cuffed them together.I then slowly moved my hands down her torso to her round arse cheeks and gripped them firmly and she spat at me. Her spittle ran down my masked cheek and I laughed and moved one hand round to her groin and roughly gripped her cunt.She struggled writhing her. During my pre college I used my classmate girls for the imagination m finally during my professional degree college days I used to imagine both my teachers and my classmate girls. The incident in this narration also happened in Bangalore.The incident happened an year ago , while I was pursuing my final year of my BE degree.Even from my school days , I was quite maintaining a distance with girls which later became my exposed character among my friends and classmates during my college days.Even. I couldn't help assessing the way she acted with the woman who was checking out. She appeared to be a businesswoman, similar to my age, pretty enough, not nearly as fit as me, I noted."That woman had better not be checking out my Bridget!" I thought to myself with a chuckle.Silly thoughts, I know. Mostly in fun. But I needn't have worried. I could see that Bridget was half-interested in her customer at best, though she was attentive enough. On the other hand, when the woman left with her.